Without Class

I knew everything I wanted to say,

But in my mind it would not stay.

So here I am left with nothing,

To say of your lack of loving.

Well the activity of hate,

Is nothing I would ever wish in your fate.

I can't stand the site of his face,

Which was brought on by your haste.

The feeling of hate is inside of me,

And it was unleashed in the end of me and the.

I reacted badly,

and now you hate me so gladly,

What a pity,

That things end so shitty.